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The Dobe striding in, heavy boots on creaking floorboards, cigarillo lit, her chest slamming the saloon doors open and holding them there as she walks through with that stride of hers. The pace is firm but quicker than usual. She's in a mood.

Eyes sweep left and right, as she snorts and takes a lonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggg drag. shooting smoke from her nostrils in concentrated jets as she glowers underneath the brim of her leather cap. Her nostrils twitch after exhaling the smoke and her eyes sweep back and forth, looking around, hungrily.

"I ain't had my ass eaten in at least Fourty Eight hours and my dick sucked in 24. Brandywine and their slack holes are out doing errands tonight so -SOMEONE- in here is gonna have to get to work learning how to make their tongue worship my backside, or how to dislocate their hips on demand. You've got two minutes to find a volunteer among you or I'm making the call." She Snorted again and took a long drag. Several of the probate members looked at one another, worriedly, eyes wide as elbows and fingers poked at one another, looks over shoulder mildly panicked, another couple of members were tenting their pants staring at her, as they fumbled around looking for who among them still had poppers.

"bro i don't...i mean, she...look..."

"I'm not fuckin' doing it dude I got work tomorrow and I need to be able to walk..."

"man i'm out, i used it all up and i don't know, maybe MacKeegan's got some..."

Behind the Dobe, The hippo slid a rocks glass of whiskey down the bar, and into the hand of the Kangaroo Twink, his red eyes narrowed with mirth as the most shit-eating grin crossed his broad snout.

"If you need that ass ate....I'm your Puckerberry~" He crooned playfully, The dobe's ears flattened, and she rolled her shoulders back a few times, and tilted her Neck left, and then right, eliciting loud pops, and spread her lats before wheeling around on her heels, head still tilted as she stared down the interloper.

"And you are?" The dobe said, icily.

"A hangaround" The Stoned Roo Replied, his dusty brown hair messily tied back.

"With who?"

"Mostly an associate of Brandywine's. Met them one day running a delivery, I was here on the fourth. smoking them out..." The Marsupial's tail swished back and fourth, the large bell-bottom like pants criss-crossed with straps. His light leather vest atop a fishnet shirt showcasing his abs. and the tuft of his happy trail.

"You think you got what it takes?" The dobe asked, arms crossed under her enormous chest.

"I know i do, and Brandywine'd vouch for it if they were here."

Levi, the old irish wolfhound, cut in.

"I seent the two-of em, they been knockin' boots a couple times now, he ain't lyin about that..."

"you'd know about their boots, wouldn't you Levi?" The boss snarked back, causing the old cur to tent in his jeans a little at feeling seen, his cheeks going flush.

"well i uh..I reckon i might..." levi stumbled a little sheepishly, leaking into his boxers from the humiliating barb, the eroticized ordeal of being known by his superior.

Turning her attention back to the Kangaroo, the Dobe took a long and deep breath.

"You ain't getting anything out of this, we're not handing out patches, or memberships. Your reward is the act itself, and maybe an invitation to come do it again..." She says, Resolutely, looming over the macropod twink. "All I'm askin' for is a shot, Ma'am~"

She never broke eye contact, but spoke from the side of her mouth.

"You want a shot, huh? Barkeep, Malort!"

The Hippo sighed, wearily, and grabbed the bottle from the back of the bar and poured a stiff shot of the spirit, and sent it down the bar. The kangaroo caught it, a small look of trepidation on his face.

"There's your shot. now shoot it, and don't make a face. I wanna see if you know how to take your medicine...."

The roo put the glass to his lips, and tipped it back, relaxing his throat, Every breath was tainted with the drink, the sweet fruityness giving way to an overpowering bitterness and the burn of ethanol. He struggled not to flinch, but he focused, envisioning his goal. the liquid was bitter, but he'd been practicing with brandywine, and well, you don't get good at eating skunk ass by being afraid. That, and a tongue somewhat deadened by years of weedsmoke didn't hurt.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly despite himself, as he set the shotglass down. his lips trembled, as he struggled to stop his face from screwing up with the onslaught of the bitterants. holding his breath, and letting it out in a long steady stream....his nose twitching involuntarily.

The dobe watched this, and snorted.

"Yeah, your story checks out then." She grabbed the Roo by the wrist and hauled him onto his feet and marched him into the Roadhouse's bathroom, moving at the same insistent pace she'd entered the place with.

The Kangaroo smiled and waved as he hopped from foot to foot to try and keep up, A few dumbstruck probates watching, one of whom visibly sighed and slumped back against the wall wiping their brow, before Russet marched up on him and ordered him to do boot-kissing pushups for his insolence.

Inside the bathroom the Dobe unceremoniously swung the roo past her into the stall first, her smiled and dragged his hands along the walls before taking a seat on the throne, as the Dobe backed into the stall. undoing her leather pants, slowly pulling down her tight latex shorts and revealing a donut that dripped, and pulsed, a massive hypertrophic asshole that clenched with a wet noise akin to a glove full of dish-soap. It's humid musk filling the entire room instantly and the Roo felt blood rushing away from his brain and into his dick at the sight of it.

"Eat." Came the command from the dobe, and with a halting, barely cognizant awestruck voice the roo responded.

"YE...yes'm..."

His lips pushed forward, squishing up against that sweaty musky backside, the huge pendulous dobe nuts squishing against his chest, as she shoved her weight back to meet him, and his face squelched up against that flesh, tongue sliding out, and slathering his affections over that swampy hole, she felt that tongue, and gaped, he fell inward, up to his muzzle, and slipped in slightly as she clenched back down, the taste of her, the heat, the raunchy embrace was overpowering. as his body spasmed, hands rushing up to those cheeks to brace himself as he followed that simple command with hunger and gusto.

The dobe let out an involuntary grunt as the marsupial's face worked it's way up inside her, squishing his chin against her prostate as her grrrrowl of dominance faded into a needy moan as the far wall of the bathroom was hit with a jet of pre as her enormous shaft swelled out from her sheath.

"Deeper!" she barked, and he obeyed, holding his breath for a moment as his muzzle sank in, ears laid back as his hands shoved her cheeks apart to give him more room, every breath loaded with dizzying virile stench that made his brain explode with horny all consuming fireworks, shame, need, eros, hunger, all of it at once, overwhelming him with it's heady nature, his dick shooting out more of his own excited precum as he couldn't help himself, he dove in deeper, hungrier, hornier, licking at the dobe's leather and rubber and sweat anointed backside.

The accelerated pace scratched the dobe's deep desires as she bounced and bucked and shoved herself back further against the kangaroo's face, pleased as every motion was met with a counter-reciprocation from behind, deeper, and deeper, the feel of that tongue lapping at the lump of her prostate, her sensitive g-spot tingling, as her balls began to lift. lap after lap after hungry lap drove her onward, and she could feel this orgasm that had been brewing coaxed ever closer by the obedient hungry bitch behind her. she snarled as the sensations got stronger and stronger, and she shoved her weight back.

"DEEPER!" she barked and the Kangaroo trembled for a moment. he wasn't sure how much deeper he could go but...he closed his eyes and shoved himself in, the wet squelch of that hole against his forehead, as his lungs started to burn as he held his breath inside her, lapping and lapping, and then, she clenched again, holding him there as her orgasm took her, a grrrrowl that crescendoed to a roar as her cum Rocketed out. Cracking the tile on the wall with the force of it's explosion as he struggled, and twitched inside her, his snout grinding down on that prostate and only serving to make her clench more, struggling jerking his face back in reaction as she went slack for a moment as the spasms overtook her and he ripped his head free and gasped the deep cold air of the bathroom felt like icewater on his face as the potency of the dobe musk, danced on his tongue and his hand went to his dick and jerked himself as he went back in without even a second command, shoving himself back into her, as she pounded the door to the stall, denting it, as she exploded and rode her orgasm out with pint after pint of pent up hyper shemale jizz coating the walls.

IT wasn't long before he felt himself cumming, splattering the outside of his underwear and some of his pants, as he helplessly unleashed his need, overwhelmed by the sheer physical intensity. the disgusting overindulgence, and the thrill of challenging and obeying, it all coaxed another splash from his waning erection.

The dobe smiled as she felt the afterglow wash over her.

"You alive?" She said, curtly. she could smell him cumming, but it was the asking that counted.

"Ye...ah....nghghh..ye....yesm...yes ma'am...i think...." Came the dazed, stumbling reply from the stoner marsupial.

"Brandywine's been training you pretty good then..." she said, slowly pulling her pants back up and pulling out a cigarillo, she lit it. taking a lonnnnng heavy drag, as she walked over to the urinal, and let out her post-orgasmic piss.

The kangaroo blushed, and shuddered as the afterglow was still strong enough to keep the post-nut clarity at bay, He fumbled in his pocket and found a clove cigarette and lit it, taking his own much needed pull.

"I....don't...i don't think i've....ever eaten ass...like that b...before..."

"You're the one who said you were tough enough..."

"i.....I think....I think i wanna know if I can pull that off again..."

The dobe smiled.